I wrote one diary after another, but she still didn't know what I was saying.

Seeing them get closer and closer, I couldn't do anything about it.

There was a rift between us, and all I could do was hear about her. I heard that they went to a midnight movie and ate her favorite steak at a new western restaurant...... Hearing that he was late again, Annan waited for half an hour. Hearing that he bought a bouquet of flowers to coax her, Annan smiled more beautifully than flowers.

The cooling-off period was longer than expected, and maybe she had forgotten about the unpleasantness, but I hadn't. I locked myself in the dance studio and danced day and night, and no one could see the exuberance and deposition I was trying to express. One day, one week, one month, I've been away from her for a month.

"Xun'an, do you have time to have dinner together?"

I haven't seen Xiya for a month, so it's good to go out and breathe. We made an appointment to meet at a Sichuan restaurant in the back street.

"This might be a good start for you."

I'm picking peppercorns, and this stuff does add flavor to the dish, but chewing it numbs the mouth to the point of losing the sense of taste.

"Really?" It's been a long time since I've eaten properly because I haven't felt hungry all the time.

"I know these words don't reach your ears, and I'm not here to convince you." Xiya put so many dishes in my bowl that I didn't have time to eat them.

"You've lost weight." When she said this, I remembered Annan.

"The Cold War was not self-harm." She didn't look like she was eating.

I quickly finished a bowl of rice. "I've eaten well, you eat slowly."

I pulled out my phone, and the message area went blank. The wallpaper is a picture of us when we were children, and my mother said that we looked alike when we were children, and we were exactly the same when we changed into the same clothes. But she loved to laugh since she was a child, which is easy to distinguish.

"I called you out to eat, not to look at your phone." Xiya also finished the rice in the bowl, she added a bowl to herself, and a full bowl to me.

"Someone asked me to supervise you to eat well." She held her chopsticks out to my eyes.

I turned off my phone, "Annan?" ”

"Who else but her?" I grabbed my chopsticks and picked up a grain of white rice and looked at it for a while before putting it in my mouth.

"Why didn't she just tell me?" If you look at a focus for a long time, your eyes are prone to sourness.

"Aren't you in the Cold War?"

I see. "I never wanted to have a cold war with her. We've never had a cold war, and she's actually angry with me for an inconsequential life. ”

"Who made that inconsequential person love her!" Xiya deliberately scooped out the white radish in the soup and put it in my bowl, "She said you like to eat this." ”

He loves her, not to mention how much he loves her, whether he really loves or not is not certain. The city is too deep from the cold, and it is not at all the sincerity that Annan thinks. He clearly saw it, but he ignored my warnings to him and still tried his best to get close to Annan. deliberately chose to apply for medical school in exchange for Annan's trust in him. and his severed finger, which is creepy, and he is not worthy of holding Annan's hand at all.

I angrily threw my chopsticks on the table, and one of them fell to the ground.

"Why is it so atmospheric?" The waiter hurriedly ran over to pick up the chopsticks, but was preempted by others. Annan arrived, still carrying a cup of coffee in his hand.

After a month of not seeing each other, she became more beautiful. wore a sundress that exposed her collarbone just right, with an ink-colored printed pattern, and "the flowers gradually became charming" in her movements. She also permed her hair, she looked a lot more mature, and she was like a woman in love.

"Your favorite black coffee from the city." She put the coffee in my hand and sat down next to me. She also wore perfume, and when she put her arms around my shoulders, she gave off a pungent scent. "Don't be mad at me."

Conghan nodded to me to prove that he was here too.

"We haven't eaten yet!" He moved a chair and sat down in the hallway. "Finally caught up." Then ask the waiter to add two more pairs of chopsticks.

"Finding peace." Annan helped me insert the straw into the lid of my coffee.

"Taste it, if it's the taste you like."

I took a sip and it tasted bitter. "Hmm."

Annan let go of me, saying he was too hungry to do anything, and then gobbled up the food.

"The dishes are cold, let's add two more." I stopped her from pinching the syrupy that had solidified on the surface.

I found that there was an extra piece of meat in my bowl, so I gave it to Annan and helped her pick out the peppercorns.

"Thank you." Annan was content to eat the pieces of meat and happily said thank you.

She never said those two words to me.

The newly added dishes were served quickly. She looked genuinely hungry, and the plates were emptied by her one by one.

"Slow down." Xiya poured her a glass of water, for fear that she would choke.

She took a sip of the soup and looked like she had eaten almost. As he wiped his mouth, he suddenly grabbed my arm as if he remembered something, "You've lost weight." ”

"How do you know?" Even I don't know.

"It wasn't like that when I held you before."

Xiya was amused by her words, "What kind of touch is that?" ”

"It used to be a section of lotus root, but now it's ......" The way she thought about the problem was cute, but she didn't wipe the oil stains off the corners of her mouth, "Sugar cane!" ”

I pulled out a piece of paper, and Annan had already gotten up and ran to Conghan's side, "Have you eaten enough?" ”

From the cold wiped the corners of her mouth clean, "Eat, little flower cat." ”

She pulled up from the cold, and it looked like she was about to leave.

"Are you going to leave when you're full?" I looked at Cong Han and said in a sharp tone.

"What's wrong with you? We still have something to do. Annan blocked Cong Han's body, she was a head shorter than Cong Han, and she couldn't stop Cong Han's heart weakness at all.

If there is something, what can it be? Whether it's to find a place to visit me, I still tell each other that I miss it. The topic between lovers is always cliché and boring.

I saw that this game was deliberately made by Annan to form Xiya, but it didn't work, and the result was still unhappy. When I went back, Xiya asked me if I couldn't bear it.

"Of course I can't bear it, I've always been accommodating, because I've never been tolerant of her."

"Try to accept him."

I acquiesce. As long as he can always be good to Annan, selfishness should not be so difficult to accept.